Poetic Uniforms

She, totally immobile, hurt, terrified, He, sure of what he was doing,  ready to help her at all costs,

They, witnesses of an impossible love,

A love between powers,

An impossible love.

While she showed him her totally burnable heart,

He watched her as if he were a light of hope,

She watched him in an inexplicable way, as if he were an angel,

He, dressed in a coral blue, rubber shoes and a stethoscope around his neck

Saving her life in the presence of all,

Exposing his body in front of the world,

But while their eyes met, everything disappeared,

And only the two of them would be left in the room,

It was the fruit of their love and dedication.

Rome, the ancient city of ancient victories

Of the uniform that makes their enemies shiver

Masters of goals and championships

Every time that uniform pass by, its spectacular itself

For the material and design, I dream

Causing a little of curiousness in myself

Using white as principal color, and orange and red in there

Noun of pureness, white, power and danger, red

It also uses orange, energy

For causing sensation, like a rabbit, rapidly

Of course, the sophistication and style is never lost

Recording all the victories that will last forever

Meanwhile the uniform will be lost, never!

Just when you Put it on, 

you immediately Feel it. 

The 100% cotton, reminds Me of Chile. That championship I’ll never Forget. 

Where the kimono in my skinplaced Since then. 

It is very light, until you use it. When You sweat itall, it feels kind of useless. 

The feeling that You have when you put it on, it’s just as great as the Grand canyon. 

When you wear it you feel completely Unbeatable. You feel like the king of the world. 

The lightness of the clothes provide freedom to move. When you’re In a combat, you feel brave and cool. 

The cotton layer is so thin It feels like you´re about to hit your opponents chin.

It is not warm at all. You can buy the uniform in any mall.

When you get in contact with it, it feels like paper Sheets. If plan is to warm, the kimono is the opposite Of a sheep. 

The kimono is a very respected type of clothing In japan. When you do karate, you make part of a clan. 

A clan Full of strong and dedicated people, which its power in wrong hands, can Become evil. 

The very first time you  put on a kimono, You feel free like a “mono”. 

It is white because karates want to show Cleanliness, to everyone, deathliness to Their opponents, 

and for everyone else, Simply universal, fundamental, friendliness. 

Fear from fire and face the fail

In a way in which I express my-self

Respectful, secure, strong frail

Energic, helpful, and I can every time be my-self.

My clothes sometimes are very uncomfortable, but I must accept it.

A very big jacket but protectable for my body,

No way that in work I can take it off because I can get burned as it,

Unique as its form, so are the colors full of hope and optimism.

Notice they never give up and are always ready to fight.

I do not recommend playing with fire, because you’ll get burned

For instance, when fire sees you, he gets mad

Off course I love my work, but I hate my clothes

Really hot, wide, but I don’t regret putting it on,

Me as a fireman, I’m always going to help you until these clothes will burn me.

It’s red shines as if it was the sun in the sunset.  

White in their shirts are some angels taking care of a clean presentation.

Some discreet little gold buttons are the airline wing set,

placed on their heads that big hat being proud.

The cloth seems soft, like some clouds. 

The heel of those dark shoes little as  a grain of rice, 

the skirt raises when the  dance arise. 

With these people having  it on looks  like a revolutionary  representation.

John, just imagine if you were here

On my side, with your soul protecting me

However that can’t happen, I know it but you don’t know how much I miss you,

Never mind that I would lose you

A picture on my nightstand to never forget about that shining smile as the stars, my lovely dad

Don’t worry I still have your green clothes with a flag, saved on a wood case

Don’t worry they would forever be safe

I would love you for eternity dad, until it comes the day

Sorry, I couldn’t say good bye - I miss you tons dad.

Other day I’ll see you again, with your heavy and big clothes on

No worries, we would never separate again, we be like two angels, living in happiness.

Special air forces risk themselves daily for us

Only some of them can go to war, the ones incredibly bad should get out of the bus

Lethal explosions make them fumble in the dark

Daily defending us from mortal guns like heroes

Intrepid heroes that need a little bit of love from us

Everyday hearing war noises, but one day ¡Bum! Lights get off

Recognized as a great hero, Rest In Peace.

Compromised being the soul of the team

Helping others to get what they dream, wearing a red uniform that makes them believe

Enjoying what makes them feel alive

Engage to the heart of people who make this their life,screaming (JU YEAHH) to get what they want

Realizing the strength of a team that unites

Leaving their lives in other hands, jumping getting until the sky

Ending everything to make happy hearts

Adding so much power that they can handle

Dealing with the fear like burning with a candle

Identifying if it’s better winning, or losing

Needing the fresh and cold air that when we jumps hits our hair.

Getting closer to our little big end.

It is very interesting how just a uniform can change you all, 

this one is the frontier between me being a hero or also me being just a simple human. 

Just wearing this piece of art is a very important thing, many lives depend on it, 

it is also a dangerous duty. Why did I said is a piece of art? 

Because it can swim in lava, resist a thousand tons, you can run one million miles, or climb the Everest, it feels like a bunker inside. 

It is very impressive how just wearing it can give you a feeling, a feeling that is impossible to describe, 

because it is a mix of many things, it is like a kind of fear, but is also confidence. 

I don’t now what this is When we are in the fire, I can feel that the heat is hugging me, and that hug reminds me, 

that I could pass away in there, but I don’t have to fear, I need to be confident, and what is the reason of this? 

There is a uniform that takes care of me, if for any reason I have to face our greatest enemy, I am sure I will give him a fight, 

he won’t defeat me easily, and if he does, my death would be honorable, but it  will also be very painful, 

well I think that’s  a good price for being remembered like a hero that died saving  people, 

and it will also be  a good story that my son will tell to my  grandchild, and that same story will be repeated for the eternity, 

I guess that that is a very good way to go, but for now I will focus on saving people

I’m going to see you  all the day,

No matters how I will find the way,

And with all my friends walking through the street we are going to be there.

When I am in the stadium I am felling nervous but secure,

Because all the team is in the house and they are playing without pressure.

Me and my cousin thrilled in the camp when I see you move the ball,

I am relax when in the minute ninety I scream because my team scores a goal,

Because I know that with my cousin I can return happy  back  home.

My uniform is green white and this  colors represents the team of  my life,

This  shield  it  inspires  me a passion or a love that do me sing.

No matter how many times a match or a sign of a plyer do me cry,

Because  I  know  that this  love  not  matter  what I can’t let it die,

This team represents were my roots come from and people of its land.

When I am in the stadium seem them play all the people starts a party,

And this thing makes us think that this team make me and my friends happy.

All the city feels happy when we know that you are going to play,

When the match ends  people  tell  me  to  go   out  but  I   want  to  stay,

I can see the sun going down so I have to accept that is the end of the day.

These do me crazy and I fell my love for you isn’t lazy.

In the night we are tired, but happy because we

Don’t left crying. I always follow you,

Because this make me feel good, This left me with a good tool,

That I am happy when we Won with a difference Of two.